549: C549 A Great Opportunity

C549 A Great Opportunity

The outside world was in an uproar. Lin Xuan had crossed six stages of Heavenly Tribulation in a row, shocking everyone in the world.

In the center of the grand and ancient Heavenly Palace in Heavenly Sword Mountain, a kindly looking old man was sitting cross-legged on a white jade hassock.

Beneath him was the source of the energy vein. Endless essence of heaven and earth surged out from it. It was as dazzling as rain and condensed into a solid form. It was like numerous divine lotuses had seized the good fortune of the mountains and rivers!

Sensing the hustle and bustle of the world, the old man slightly opened his eyes, which were filled with a hint of clarity.

"Even such a disaster cannot be wiped out. The younger generation will be feared!"

Even an existence like the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He was surprised by Lin Xuan's tenacity.

One must know that what Lin Xuan experienced wasn't an ordinary heavenly tribulation. It was a few great tribulations that had left a deep mark in the history of Human Clan!

For example, the Yin Yang Major Tribulation and the Dragon Phoenix Major Tribulation. These were the most terrifying major tribulations since ancient times, and they could only be triggered when one cultivated to the highest realm.

Throughout ancient history, only extremely few heaven's pride experts and outstanding individuals had the chance to trigger them when they were at a lower level. Every single one of them were great children of their generation, exceptional geniuses rarely seen throughout the ages!

If they could grow up, even if they did not become saints, they would still be an invincible divine king under the heavens!

And Lin Xuan was even more inconceivable. He actually triggered such a level of tribulation in succession! He was truly like the Saint who had been tempered by the heavenly tribulation when he was young. He had great fortune!

What did this mean? It was practically self-evident!

Those who had a relationship with Lin Xuan were secretly delighted. They praised themselves for having foresight and having formed a good relationship with him.

Those who had a grudge with Lin Xuan were no longer as calm.

Northern Province, Wang Family.

Within the main hall of the family, several elders of the Wang Family naturally received the news as well. All of them had complicated expressions on their faces, and there was a subtle look in their eyes.

"From now on, no one is to mention Zhan'er's matter. Let's just let it go. "

At the very top of the main hall, a grey-robed elder sighed and spoke faintly.

"That's right. That youth is no longer a loach that we can casually pinch. He has already turned into a small dragon. . . "

"Although Zhan'er died by his hands, it was only a competition between his peers. Life and death have long been decided. "

Someone echoed in succession.

"Correct. Since the ancient times, this type of person has great luck protecting him. We cannot go against the trend. If possible, we should improve our relationship. "

The elders of the clan had long become experienced and experienced, able to see through everything. They were even rejoicing.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan's sudden illness and the deterrent force of the Dao Protector had made them unable to make a move in time, which had turned into a blessing.

A man with such great luck, if he didn't kill the snake, there would be future troubles. He was afraid that he would bring disaster to the later generations.

Now that Lin Xuan had become stronger and stronger, they didn't dare to act rashly.

In another unknown immortal mountain, in the inheritance land of the Hidden God Sect.

The supreme elder who showed up before had also received the news of Lin Xuan's reappearance. This old man was far less hot-tempered than before. Instead, he remained silent for a long time.

In the end, he could only let out a long sigh.

Daxia Empire, the depths of the imperial family's secret land.

"Old ancestor, the person who killed Liu didn't die, he appeared again. . . Furthermore. . . "

In the quiet secret land, a young man wearing the Purple Cloud Hornless Dragon Robe wanted to say something but stopped himself.

As soon as his voice fell, not long after, a sparse sound came from the depths of the secret land.

An old woman with a bloated body, who looked like an old dragon, walked out step by step with a crutch. Her hair was white and there were tears in her turbid eyes, as if she had endless hatred.

"Is what you said true?"

"Is that bastard really not dead?"

The old woman's old voice had a trace of malice as she spoke fiercely.

"Yes. . . He is not dead. . . . Furthermore, he has broken through once again, and his cultivation base is at the peak of the Spirit Master Realm!"

The young man nodded and concealed some details.

"Alright, alright, alright. . . "

The old woman seemed to have gone mad as she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Then, she shouted in a low voice: "Where is the Green Slave?"

"This servant is here!"

The same aged voice came from the shadows of the secret ground. Slowly, a green-robed and old maid appeared and respectfully bowed.

The old woman first let out a sorrowful cry. "My poor grandson. . . "

Then, her expression quickly changed, and she stared at the female servant with an extremely vicious and terrifying gaze. She said coldly, "Servant Lu, this time, you will bring a few people with you and bring that little evil creature back. I will definitely let him taste the pain of tens of thousands of venomous insects corroding his heart to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

"Yes!"

The green-robed man bowed slightly and bowed. After that, he turned around and disappeared into the secret land, as if he had never appeared before.

As for the old woman, she only waved her hand, as if she was tired, and lightly sighed: "Withdraw. . . . . . "

"Yes, the old ancestor's grandson will retire first. "

The young man in the dragon robe smiled foolishly as he turned around and retreated far away. When he walked out of the secret ground, the smile on his face suddenly vanished and instead revealed a gloomy expression.

"Hmph. . . Old thing, you really did agree with that sentence, 'the most heartless imperial family'. No matter how I please an old witch like you, I never look at me with proper eyes. How am I inferior to second brother?"

"Now that he is dead, I am still inferior to him!"

He grunted in a low voice, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness. However, it was replaced by jealousy and madness.

"Father doesn't like me, and even an old thing like you doesn't like me. . . "

The young man in the dragon robe didn't even realize that he bit his red lips in excitement. A drop of bright red blood dripped onto the dragon pattern on his chest, as if it was the finishing touch. This dragon robe actually gave birth to a dragon aura, as if it was an immortal spirit.

If Lin Xuan was here, he would definitely feel that this young man's face looked familiar. It could even be said that this young man looked exactly the same as Prince of Daxia and Xia Yifei!

This young man in the dragon robe was the Third Prince of the Daxia Dynasty, Xia Yiming. As the saying goes, one can soar into the sky and amaze the world with a single feat. The two of them looked like twin brothers. In fact, it was not the case!

Unlike Xia Yifei, who had a noble bloodline and unparalleled talent, his mother was just an ordinary maid. In this world where bloodlines were respected, his cultivation talent was naturally not as outstanding.

One had to know that the descendants of the foreign races who had inherited ancient bloodlines, the descendants of the Godly Monarchs, and even the descendants of the saints, or even the descendants of Emperors and Emperors, all possessed extremely powerful bloodline talents.

This was a gift from the ancestors, and it was able to far surpass most of the Cultivators on the path of cultivation!2

Of course, the bloodline was the same as those special physiques. It couldn't determine one's final achievement.

Since ancient times, many saints only had ordinary bloodlines at the beginning, and as they cultivated, they evolved continuously, and eventually became saints!

There were also many saints with extraordinary physiques!

However, bloodlines and physiques also determined the limits of most Cultivators. If bloodlines and physiques were too poor, it would be very difficult to achieve anything unless they encountered a great opportunity!

Xia Yiming was like this. His bloodline was not pure, and his physique was also very ordinary. Even with the cultivation techniques and resources of the Daxia Empire, his achievements were still very limited.

However. . . That was all in the past.

The word 'opportunity' was indescribably wonderful!

"Sooner or later. . . Sooner or later, I will make all of you kneel down and beg me. . . "

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